It’s monday night, and I find myself at the Grocery Store with David ‘n Brian. Craziness ensues. While passing by the organic food section, David spies some dairy-free, soy-free milk. It’s made from whole grain rice. “So..water?” Brian asks. With no response to that question, David muses “I wonder if they have ice cream.”
He turns, heads to the freezer.. lo and behold: Rice cream!
This can’t be good. Every fiber in my being is saying “This is gonna taste like shit.” David insists that it’ll be a fun experience. I agree. So we trot off with some Rice Cream.
We get it home, musing on how it’ll taste. At this point, we’d be very amused if it turned out to be anything but horrible. We had no idea what to expect, really.
Onward we go.. the four brave explorers, with spoons in hand. Ready to taste victory or defeat at the hands of Rice Cream.
We take a bite. “Not bad!” the first responses come through. Could this be a hidden diamond in the rough? a tasty treat that had been hidden from us? It might just be! It tastes like Mint Chocolate Chip ice cream.. which is pretty good, considering it’s “Mint Carob Chip Rice Cream” >_>;
So. We swallow our first bite. Aftertaste hits me almost immediately. “Oh gods, it’s horrible.” Something fecal exploded in my mouth, and only got worse.
The verdict was in: those bits of carob chip make the ice cream pretty inedible. We took another bite to confirm. It’s definitely the carob chips. Awful stuff.
I made the mistake of belching. The gastronomic disturbance in my mouth will ensure that I NEVER. EVER have this again.
Hell, it doesn’t even MELT properly.